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the_last_resort2014-06-21 11:19 am
somepartsbroken) wrote in the_last_resort2014-06-21 11:19 am
Open!
Who: Dorian Carver and You?
What: A night at the Rising Sun.
When: As soon as the sunsets.
Where: The Rising Sun
Notes & Warnings: You can interact with Dorian or just have your own threads in the club with others! EVERYTHING GOES!
As soon as the sun had set Nina Simone's cover of House of the Rising Sun started to blast out of the sound system clear as crystal as the doors were proped open. The club was open to any and all with a simple set of rules by the door the biggest written on fancy text 'The Rule of Haven; All within will be given due respect, violence shall not be premitted inside the doors of the building.' It was one of the few Kindred Laws he still embraced.
Tonights drinks were half priced and the music was pumping everything was set to be fun and full of mischief. Everything in the club was fueled with black lights and made to look classy but fun. Dorian wanted to give the place a retro feel while still not pushing too far back in time. So he had found a compromise. Black lights and modern motif.
The owner himself was sitting at the bar in a red fur coat and black suit. He looked amused out at his club. He was drinking tea from a pretty tea cup just looking amused. Funny how he doesn't drink often but owns a bar.
What: A night at the Rising Sun.
When: As soon as the sunsets.
Where: The Rising Sun
Notes & Warnings: You can interact with Dorian or just have your own threads in the club with others! EVERYTHING GOES!
As soon as the sun had set Nina Simone's cover of House of the Rising Sun started to blast out of the sound system clear as crystal as the doors were proped open. The club was open to any and all with a simple set of rules by the door the biggest written on fancy text 'The Rule of Haven; All within will be given due respect, violence shall not be premitted inside the doors of the building.' It was one of the few Kindred Laws he still embraced.
Tonights drinks were half priced and the music was pumping everything was set to be fun and full of mischief. Everything in the club was fueled with black lights and made to look classy but fun. Dorian wanted to give the place a retro feel while still not pushing too far back in time. So he had found a compromise. Black lights and modern motif.
The owner himself was sitting at the bar in a red fur coat and black suit. He looked amused out at his club. He was drinking tea from a pretty tea cup just looking amused. Funny how he doesn't drink often but owns a bar.
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It's also a good tracking device. "Where'd the summoner go?" "Just look for the white tail his stupid hat. There he is!""What a relief." By Braska's tone, he's more than a little amused by the idea... And not entirely here in the present, for a moment. He so appreciates straight-forwardness; it's a trait he's always admired. There's a reason it can be found in both Auron and Jecht, even though it frequently led the two to bicker.
He inclines his head politely, but in contrast, his tone is cheerful and casual, "That would be wonderful, thank you. No longer will I have to look at something and wonder, ah, I wonder what that is for?"
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Dorian smiled and nodded some. "I do not believe in dancing around the truth unless it is necessary." He admitted, though when it came to what he was... well that he will lie about a lot.
He chuckled a bit and nodded again. "It is always nice to not have to do that, in fact if you have any questions right now I would be more then happy to answer them!"
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Braska smiles warmly. "Well, ah, these lights -- the ones that make teeth glow." The black lights. "Do they serve another purpose? Or are they there just to be interesting?"